slothrop Posted April 22, 2002 Posted April 22, 2002 Ah, the joys of recent unemployment! I went up to Squamish late last week with my new climbing partner John for some multipitch granite action. We left Thursday morning and John went on a mad shopping spree in Vancouver (cams, shoes, biners, hexes... it was like payday at Wal-Mart). We got to Squamish in the late afternoon and scoped the place out, since neither of us had been there before. The campground at the Chief viewpoint was closed (i.e., free), with only one other tent in sight. I was itching to climb something before the beautiful blue skies turned to night, so we swung over to the Smoke Bluffs. I wanted to get on Cat Crack to boost my confidence for the next day, where we planned on doing what would be my first multipitch route. I've just started learning to lead on gear. We wander around and end up at Penny Lane, where we got good knowledge from some folks on Squamish climbing: Me: "Has someone climbed that? (pointing at the Sheriff's Badge), Dude: "Yup, that's the Sheriff's Badge.", Me: "Whoa." Finally, we make it to the right spot and see a party just starting up a top rope on Cat Crack Corner Crack's right next door and looks pretty ok, so I rack up with much gear and start up as the sun starts to set. Looking back, it was easy as hell, but I was still completely freaked out. I got to place nuts, cams, and my new big honkin' hex, so it was good practice. At the part where the crack turns into a flaring dirty corner, I flailed until I could take it no longer, only ten feet from the top. John suggested I try getting on the crack to the right. The step across was exciting, and I scrambled up the last few feet to the top, getting in one more piece along the way. John was freezing down below, glad to clean my gear to get some blood flowing. He rapped off and we walked back to the car with headlamps. I sure felt like a goober, but John gave me the minimum of razzing. He must have forgiven me for the time I let a nasty fart loose right at face level as he belayed me on my first trad lead the week before After a hearty dinner at Yianni's (yum! ), where John downed two orders of gyros and a very girly peach cider, we set up the tent. A huge tree had fallen right in the middle of the gravel pad next to ours. We documented this display of arborial anger at invasive human campers with several humorous photos. The next day, filled with eggs and hash browns, we stopped at the parking lot below the Apron to get ready for some sweet granite friction. We talked with a party who had bailed on Unfinished Symphony (too wet) and a German girl and a guy who were planning on trying Diedre before any crowds showed up. On the way over, we had decided on going for Banana Peel. Outside of Smoke Bluffs, the only other climbers we saw were a couple guys who were headed for Uncle Ben's. The German girl was belaying the guy up the first pitch of Diedre when we reached the ledge and started up. We started far to the right and ran our first pitch well into what's described as the second in the guide. I led the next and saw a single bolt between me and a crack leading through the "upper fault". Left of that was a short line of bolts up to a finger crack. I wandered up and down around the single bolt, not sure if the route went farther right, where the slab was polished and steep. Finally, I smeared up past the bolt and set up a belay at the base of the crack with three good cams. We swung leads the rest of the way. The climbing was super fun: open slabs, a big pocket here and there, laybacks on big flakes, and water-carved steps up a groove. Our last pitch was about 58 meters, from the last tree ledge to the block just below Broadway. It was windy most of the time and a little chilly, but the clouds stayed on the other side of the sound the whole time. The pair on Diedre bailed (it was wet) and caught up to us as John was setting up the last belay at the block. On the way back down, we found a bunch of crusty oval biners in the bushes. If you can describe the corrosion and mud caked on them accurately, they're yours Back in town, we chowed down on Chinese food, elated at the fine route we had just experienced. John wanted to climb Mosquito, so we went back to the Smoke Bluffs and got right on it. After that and the fun bolted route to the right (Sphinx'ter Quits), we tossed a stick for a curious dog for a bit before heading out for Seattle. After a stop at the duty free store to get our GST refund, John's nervous jokes at the border crossing (that guy must have something to hide), and lots of Rage Against the Machine on the radio, we got back to Seattle around 11pm. [ 04-22-2002, 04:45 PM: Message edited by: slothrop ] Quote
erik Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 SLOPPY GLAD YOU HAD A GREAT TRIP!!!!! SQUISH ROCKS YOUR DOME Quote
fern Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 Dru, Yanik and I topped out from Sparrow just ahead of Katja (the German girl). We met some guys who didn't look very canadian on Broadway ... perhaps that was you? Do you have a name written on a piece of tape on your helmet? I want to know who was the guy in the yellow helmet _below_ Katja who took a huge slab-slapping whipper on the waves pitch ... wha' happened buddy? Quote
erik Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 quote: Originally posted by fern: Dru, Yanik and I topped out from Sparrow just ahead of Katja (the German girl). We met some guys who didn't look very canadian on Broadway ... perhaps that was you? Do you have a name written on a piece of tape on your helmet? I want to know who was the guy in the yellow helmet _below_ Katja who took a huge slab-slapping whipper on the waves pitch ... wha' happened buddy? I PLACED KATJA'S PIECE ON DEIRDE SUNDAY AFTERNOON....SHE WASNT TOO PHYSCED ABOUT THE WETNESS...... Quote
Dru Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 when i soloed BP on sunday afternoon there were still rope and clothing fibres imbedded in the rock surface where huge whipper dude had impacted on the slab Quote
fern Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 whipper dude was in a party of 3 a pitch or so behind Katja and Aaron. I didn't see him fall but I heard him screaming loud and jingle-jangling and saw his belayer reeling in slack like mad. The waves pitch is the one with 1 bolt through some polished pockety slabs up and left to the steep corner, followed by a hand traverse left to a tree. I think buddy fell just below the corner and ended up almost back at the belay. I guess the people we saw were different, the tape-name was "Dan" anyways. Plus we were a party of 3 and I am not a guy, so we aren't the people you saw either ... whew, close call It's fun to go climbing and know most everybody else on the Apron at the same time. Katja probably doesn't like wet rock 'cause she doesn't want to fall on the scary used rope she bought at the MEC gear swap ... tee hee. Quote
thelawgoddess Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 we were the second group up diedre "bright and early" on saturday. didn't lose any biners on the way down, but lost a reverso with a biner on the approach. anybody find that? it was borrowed gear, so'd be great if i could return it ... btw, despite the slippery slopes diedre was a ton of fun!!! Quote
erik Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 quote: Originally posted by thelawgoddess: we were the second group up diedre "bright and early" on saturday. didn't lose any biners on the way down, but lost a reverso with a biner on the approach. anybody find that? it was borrowed gear, so'd be great if i could return it ... btw, despite the slippery slopes diedre was a ton of fun!!! ALL I CAN SAY IS THAT SOMEONE WOKE ME UP IN APRON PARKING LOT EARLY AM.....AND I WANNA KNOW WHO...... Quote
thelawgoddess Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 i believe there was only one vehicle in the lot when we pulled in ... Quote
Crackhead Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 I have seperation anxiety...just left The Valley. Squamish is my methadone. Here I come Life on Earth... Quote
erik Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 quote: Originally posted by thelawgoddess: i believe there was only one vehicle in the lot when we pulled in ... I WAS JUST KIDDING........ THE LEECHES WOKE ME UP!!!! Quote
specialed Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 The leaches woke Roxy up and she woke you up to pry the leaches out of her bunghole. I slept while you killed the deadly green slime leech. Quote
erik Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 quote: Originally posted by specialed: The leaches woke Roxy up and she woke you up to pry the leaches out of her bunghole. I slept while you killed the deadly green slime leech. you never looked in your scholer pants before you put them on did you????? Quote
Dru Posted April 23, 2002 Posted April 23, 2002 I was cleanin a new route but in CHEAKAMUS HOME OF THE ENDANGERED MOSS AND DIRT AND LICHEN until I got bored of hanging on a slipping prussik scraping dirt onto myself in drizzle. [ 04-23-2002, 03:36 PM: Message edited by: Dru ] Quote
slothrop Posted April 24, 2002 Author Posted April 24, 2002 Whoa, I didn't see anyone take a whipper. Was it Katja's partner? The waves pitch... that's the one with the steps, right? Two guys passed us on Broadway just as I finished belaying my buddy up to the top. Was that you, fern? I don't have tape on my helmet, but maybe John does *shrug* Dru, were you cleaning some new route up in Squamish this weekend? Quote
specialed Posted April 24, 2002 Posted April 24, 2002 [/qb]I PLACED KATJA'S PIECE ON DEIRDE SUNDAY AFTERNOON....SHE WASNT TOO PHYSCED ABOUT THE WETNESS......[/QB] Just to clarify: we simulclimbed wet diedre in 8minutes 32seconds and drank old style and smoked dube on the top. We may be gapers but we're not Gapers. Quote
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